My husband is older than me. By 4 and some (almost 5) years, not a HUGE difference but enough that he grew up in the 80's and remembers it... and well...I don't.
The problem is fashion.
Don't get me wrong, my guy's a snazzy dresser, he's just 100% better since he married me, just sayin.
See when we got married he still owned clothes from High School-no you didn't read that wrong, he still had shirts and pants he had bought and wore in High School only they were a tad looser on him back then, then they were when we got married.
I should have known or been forewarned when he showed up to our first date wearing this shirt:
This isn't our first date, obviously.... day we got engaged.Minus the bleach blonde hair.
Luckily he has a dang fine face because I almost wrote him off when I saw that, I thought maybe he was just testing me to see how vain I was, so I decided to pass THAT test (said sarcastically) with flying colors and just not say anything about the should-never-have-been-allowed-to-be-made shirt that I nicknamed, "The picnic shirt".
See to me it looked like something I would pack in a wicker basket along with other picnic supplies and drag it to the local park to spread as a tablecloth on top of a weather worn table and bench set. I honestly thought he was joking when he showed up with that shirt on.
After our first date he was hit and miss in the clothing department.
Some days he would show up in a t-shirt, pants, and flip flops and I would melt.
Then the next time I'd see him he'd be dressed up as someone that had just walked off a what-not-to-wear photo shoot… but he was so hot I'd just scrunch my nose and move on (I was less vain then I thought or less vocal about it).
That picnic shirt was there the day he proposed to me (see picture above), I had already told him how much I never wanted to see that shirt again, that I loathed it, but he thought he would get me on that proposal day by going to the same restaurant as our first date and wearing the same thing… (it worked) but only because he was still hot not because of the picnic shirt.
As much as he knew I hated that shirt he kept it for that very reason. Pulling it out often to smirk as he proudly wore it to work knowing it grated on my nerves. I would have trashed it early on in our marriage but I was afraid he'd seek revenge and I wasn't strong enough to take that chance, I mean, what if he threw away one of my coveted pair of strap heels because he's not to fond of them??? So I never did. However, I had headaches on those days he wore that picnic shirt… it was quite the coincidence.
As a wife it was my duty to slowly get rid of the old high school and fashion faux pas clothes and secretly add new and improved and CURRENT clothes.
I've done an incredible job and can proudly say that picnic shirt finally tore and we had to throw it away AND all of his high school clothes have somehow disappeared replaced with hot jeans and shirts that make me drool (and apparently girls at college also).
The only thing I have failed terribly at is his choice of foot wear. I'm afraid I lost that battle before it ever began. Luckily the 80's is making a terrible comeback and my husbands footwear is now completely "in" and vintage to boot!
I know a lot of people may think I'm completely loony by even caring what he wears, but I do. I think clothes tell a lot about a person and they give off your first impression as you meet other people. How you dress yourself can also tell someone of your confidence and how you carry yourself.
No in the grand scheme of things clothes are not the most important (hello I married the guy), but they do play a big role in our lives since we wear them everyday, and I am just vain enough that I care if he wears things on a daily basis where I am reminded how much I want him.
So what does your spouse have in their closet that you secretly wish you could burn… but like a ouiji board it never goes away only to be pulled out of the closet to be the bane of your life? Are clothes even that important as a first impression to you? What do you have to say? I'm interested!!! :)
Love,
Shelle
